Suzuki Yohei said respectfully, then looked up carefully, and wanted to speak but stopped.

"Why, just say anything you want to say."

After seeing Suzuki Yanghei's expression, Yamamoto Soba shouted unhappily: "Baga, what I am most annoying is to hesitate and cover up. You are an imperial soldier, so you should be happy to do things. Say it!"

"Hayi."

Suzuki Yanghei hurriedly bowed and responded, then raised his head and said, "Team leader, do you think Kato can trust it?"

"Nani? What do you mean?"

Hearing Suzuki Yanghei's words, Yamamoto Sohara suddenly stared at him, and a cold feeling erupted, "Do you know what this is?"

"I..." Suzuki Yohei shivered in fear.

"You are disturbing the morale of the army before the war!"

Yamamoto's face darkened, and the temperature in the room seemed to drop a few degrees.

"I know what you are worried about. I have had such concerns in the Special High School courses, but what is the result? The result is not that Kato Ono is loyal to the empire, and this proof is also your contribution."

"You can prove his innocence, why did you start to doubt again at this time? Are you trying to disrupt my morale? Do you know what kind of threat will this action be posed to this operation?"

"Do you know what the charge of your chief is for no reason? Suzuki Yanghei, are you trying to destroy this operation?" Yamamoto Soba said sternly.

"Team leader, I don't!"

Suzuki Yanghei, who was scolded like this, quickly put away his suspicion and quickly defended: "I just felt that I was a little sloppy at that time. What I said was just what I experienced and it did not represent anything. But since you said that, I believe it should be my illusion, and I apologize to you!"

"This is the last time! If you dare to be so suspicious, you will be engaged in military law!"

"Hayi."

Just as this was the time when Kato Ono happened to come back, knocked on the door and came in, glanced at Suzuki Yohei, and said respectfully to Yamamoto Soba.

"Team leader, I think we can only think of other ways now. All the pieces I ambushed down before are gone. To put it simply, the snake team has been wiped out and it is impossible to provide any information or help."

"The same is true for the Scorpion group." Suzuki Yanghei also lowered his head and said.

"The snake group and scorpion group of the Five Poisons Group were all destroyed like this. You are simply a bunch of waste! In order to make you gain a stable foothold in Peking City, you know more than anyone else. What is the result?"

"The two groups were easily destroyed. It was not the intelligence department of China that took action, but just a shitty security hall. You are even stupider than pigs!"

Yamamoto Soba said with a sarcastic tone, and he cursed without hesitation.

Kato Ono shut up obediently.

Suzuki Yohei was trembling with fear.

"I will deal with the information. You only need to lead the team members and wait for my notification." Yamamoto Soba left.

"Hayi." The two stood up and replied.

...

He wanted to enter the Red Maple Cave, but without Yan Ze's handwritten, even Cao Yunshan couldn't get in, so Chu Mufeng stayed in the office to think about the whole thing.

But there are no clues and we cannot act rashly to avoid alarming the enemy, so he can only put it aside for the time being.

Perhaps this matter should be left to Ma Wu to keep an eye on.

Half an hour later, he came to a teahouse, and Ma Wu, who was notified, had already been waiting here.

After doing it, Chu Mufeng picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, "Ma Wu, has Taiping Car Store started to develop towards the north area recently?"

"That's right."

Speaking of this, Ma Wu immediately said with great energy: "Boss, I plan to take down the North District market in the past two months. By then, there will be few rickshaw drivers running cars in these districts, and the streets are full of our Taiping Cars."

"Expansion is a must, but don't forget to give it to you while expanding." Chu Mufeng beat him up lightly and seriously.

“Yes, yes!”

Ma Wu nodded quickly and said, "I know that Taiping Car Store is your eyes and ears. We will write down everything we see and hear, and ensure that no information will be left behind."

"Well, you have something to do if you want to do it." Chu Mufeng said slowly.

"Boss, please give me your order!" Ma Wu raised his ears and replied.

"Care for the people below. In recent times, I have kept a close eye on those who are sneaky and have an accent of the island country. The Zhongyi Society also has to arrange people to follow them and record their movements for me..."

"Yes! Boss, don't worry, it's covered by me."

Ma Wu patted his chest and replied, "Just do things, no matter why."

Nowadays, some of his Pacific Cars are rickshaw drivers, and it should be much easier and easier than others to do this.

After sending Chu Mufeng away, Ma Wu frowned slightly and muttered in his heart.

The Taiping Car Store wants to gain a foothold in Peking City, and its ultimate foundation is Chu Mufeng.

He knows this better than anyone else.

So as long as it is what Chu Mufeng ordered, he must do it unconditionally.

"Do you pay attention to the accent of the island country? OK, I remember this."

...

At 4:00 p.m., Beijing City.

Zhang Baoshu, the owner of the silk shop who had just come out of the theater, was humming a small song in his mouth, and a happy and intoxicated expression appeared on his face, as if he was still immersed in the opera he had just heard.

Zhang Baoshu had no other hobbies in his life. His favorite thing in his life was to listen to opera. Compared with listening to opera, opening a silk shop is just a kind of livelihood to support his family.

If he could have no worries about food and clothing, he wouldn't bother to do business.

"Boss, you are finally back. Come in and have a look. Something big happened!"

Just when Zhang Baoshu had just walked into the silk shop and had no time to sit down and drink water, the guy ran out of the backyard in panic, with a look of horror on his face.

"What a panic? Can it fall down this day? Look at how you are like this, how can you become!" Zhang Baoshu couldn't help but scold.

"Boss, you'd better come in and have a look."

"oh!"

The backyard is a storage room and a place to store silk.

When Zhang Baoshu walked into the room with a suspicious expression, he soon let out a shrill scream.

"Who did this? Which god killer did such an unethical thing!"

All the valuable silks in the room were splashed with ink, and the air was filled with a pungent smell of ink. It was obvious that no one of these silks could be sold, and they were all useless.

"Master, there seems to be a letter there!" The guy suddenly pointed at the wall and shouted.

"Take it over, take it over quickly," Zhang Baoshu shouted angrily.

"yes!"

When the letter stuck in the dagger was opened, Zhang Baoshu fell to the ground with a sad face, and was depressed and murmured, "So that's it, so that's it."

There are only eight words in the letter: I dare to donate again and kill your whole family!

...

Xianghe Hall.

The boss here is Mu Xiangyun, who is an old man who has been living in the city of Peking for many years. Although the business is not too big, he is still doing well.

After staying in the antique cultural relics circle for a long time, I naturally developed a pair of eyesight that can distinguish between real and fake. As long as it is a cultural relics identified by Mu Xiangyun, it will basically be judged by the real and fake.

It was four o'clock in the afternoon.

After drinking tea from the teahouse next to him, Mu Xiangyun slowly returned to the store and shouted at the busy guy as soon as he came in.

"Xiaojiu, hurry up and take out the pair of jade lions for me. The customers will come to pick up the goods later. We can't let others wait."

"yes!"

The guy turned around and went to the backyard warehouse to pick up the goods. He quickly came out with a brocade box, carefully placed it on the table and said with a smile: "Uncle San, can this pair of jade lions really be sold at that price?"

"Nonsense, when did your third uncle get a mistake in his business? I told you that the customer has paid the deposit, did you say you have sold it?" Mu Xiangyun patted the Jinbo and said proudly.

"Uncle San is really amazing!" Xiaojiu showed envious eyes on her face.

Mu Xiangyun is his third uncle. He will work here just to learn to identify and do business with Mu Xiangyun.

Now that I saw such a pair of jade lions selling them at a price of ten times the original price, I was impressed by them.

"Nonsense, who can't do your third uncle? Come on, open the box quickly, I want to take a last look!" Mu Xiangyun said, stroking the beard on his chin.

"Okay!"

While speaking, Xiaojiu opened the brocade box, but when the box was opened, Xiaojiu was stunned.

Mu Xiangyun was also stunned.

The brocade box is actually empty!

No, it cannot be said to be empty, because there is a note in the box, and the pen on the note is written with two lines of words: I dare to donate again and kill your whole family!

"ah!"
To be continued...